I still miss you, and I don't see an end in sight.
We could be sitting down to a meal together, and I'd miss you.
We could be walking through a park, talking and catching up, and I'd miss you.
We could be laying down to give our bodies to each other, and I'd miss you.
The fact is that even if I share all of these moments with you,
I am not truly yours and you are not truly mine.
So no matter what we do, and what we share,
I will always miss you.


© Misty Bishop-Martiss